The Importance of Being Idle

Lessons Learned From Rocky I to Rocky III

Oh my, what a strange weekend.
Saturday was just a fairly normal day of sitting and gaming and movies and the like, and was very entertaining for it, and I spent a fair bit of time identifying the many and various tracks on my birthday mix CD, which was fun.
Sunday however, was just weird.
Turns out that Jules (a good mate) has finally split up with her asshole of a bf, and she's a bit of a mess. She came over to hang out for a bit, cos, well I'm not part of the rest of her circle of friends, and I'm kinda like the person she comes to when she wants to get away. So that was actually pretty fun, chatting about stuff, me saying "I told you so" a lot about what a tosser her ex is, and just general reminiscing about old times. Then she was like okay, lets fetch Connor (her son) and he came over and played video games all evening (see, my childishness is good for something, making friends with seven year olds) and then he got all hyper and I took them home.
Now, I have, for the past couple of years, been of the inclination that I wanted kids, having never really spent any time with one. I had a single seven year old in my flat for about three hours, and I'm starting to rethink my position... I mean, it looked like a small tornado had been through, I had a stinking headache (they're very loud, kids) and ermmm, yeah. I mean, okay my flat and my life aren't really set up for kids right now but hmmmm...
Didn't sleep a wink last night either, I had these weird dreams where I was trying to stop my girl giving me flu (from which she is currently suffering), and that just lead to a very tossy turny night, so today I've just felt tired and run down. I did watch Kingdom of Heaven this afternoon, and I have to say that I really liked it. I don't know what movie everybody else was watching, but it made perfect sense to me, and it was stunningly beautiful in a way that only Ridley Scott movies can be. I even didn't want to punch Orlando Bloom in the face, and that's got to be a bonus hasn't it? Liam Neeson always dies too early in things though, this, Phantom (which okay he dies at the end of, but he shouldn't die at ALL), Batman Begins (yeah, well not saying anything there, a bit too easy to SPOIL eh?) and ermmm, yeah, he just adds this great presence to movies, lends them an air of dignity, and then karks it within the first half-hour. Shocking.
I'm sure there are other things that I could and possibly even should talk about, but I'm sleepy and incoherent, so I won't.
Oh man, but 1-3 for the Vikings? What the fuck happened there? Man, there's no way they're gonna get a new stadium at this rate, hell they'll be lucky not to be run out of town. Ah well, hockey season kicks off Wednesday, so maybe I'll have something to cheer for over there.

posted by BadMonkey @ 6:16 PM